Love, Music and Life

Love + Music = Life

I love Emo music. I love their passion. I respect ‘em.  I don’t wear emo stuffs.  I don’t *bleep bleep* like ‘em.  I’m not one of those anti-emo. One thing for sure is that I hate posers, favorite line is “I’m Emo, that’s why I bleed and f’ck like this”. I hate girls who keep on telling “bitchy stuff” towards another. The nerve. Pathetic. I just hate it. I’d rather keep silent and thank ‘em.

*kung di dahil sakanila, walang tatawaging matinong babae*

 To avoid misconceptions…

  I AM NOT EMO.

Again and again

I am NOT an EMO.

*was that enough sir ralf encore*

/wink. ;)

I hate stupids.

I hate FAGS.

I hate retards.

I hate backstabbers.

I hate haters.

Die Haters.

Die Nicka. Die!!!

Haha.

*just kidding*

I might be a young girl but I know how to have fun. I got ‘em boys chasing, try'na make me the one. This shawty is much wiser than they think, wonder if their mama didn’t tell ‘em “son, you really gotta slow down”. I agree to miss Paula, sometimes we gotta play hard to get and it’s on. Why they’re so damn easy?

Nonchalant attitude to be exact. But this girl knows her limits. I love it when people underestimate me. I love it when they don’t understand me. *Self-centered one, if you wish, you may say that.* Makes me stop and think that I’m not an ordinary individual, that I’m one of those who have extreme personas. I rarely say sorry. I don’t please people, I admit I hate it, I really do. I prefer doing my own thing alone rather explain every little details regarding a certain topic  just for ‘em to realize what’s my point or what I’m try’na  say, not because I’m a brat, It’s just that, I believe that soon these people will realize somehow the truth behind the known story.  I got my pride and I really care for it. I know how to respect. I know how to fake people. I know what emptiness means. I know when to smile. I know what matured means and even if I sum up my experiences long back then, still it wont change the fact  that I'm just a noobie that's trap within my youth. I love to learn and explore. It seems hard for me when somebody doesn’t like my work. But that’s ok. Such as life. I know how to listen. Because I know how it feels when crowds keeps on talking like hell and no one left behind to listen. I’m not an angel-like being. Sometimes I’m selfish especially when it comes to those people whom I care a lot. I got secrets, I believe everyone does. I know how to accept my mistakes, just give me time. I used to bottle up my thoughts and emotions. I keep on nurturing myself. I’m keeping my balance, spiritually, mentally and emotionally. I know how to deal with different people. But somehow I stay aloof. I hate it when people stares at me, makes me wonder if they adore or criticize me. It’s difficult for me to differentiate compliment to sarcasm. Well I think it would be sweet if they just mind their own business. Rofl. xD

Stress is my worst enemy.  Shame but I can’t continue this statement any longer. Wondering what went wrong. Now my brain can’t produce right words no more. Lol. xD

It’s a freelance writing. I wrote dahil wala lang. Documentation ng aking emotion ngayon. Wala akong magawa. Diary ba ito? Hindi rin. Dapat talaga parang bio-data lang. Nasobrahan sa sipag mag-type.

/sudden mood change. to be updated soon.

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About Ralf Encore. He's just my co-forumer. He called me emo. Jerky.

Btw. Sorry bout the grammar. Rofl. xD